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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

She danced into diamonds gifted from the sun
She could even disappear, as long as
she stays long enough to be a bother.
Yet the sunlight needed her,
and so she would give all she had and her existence for him.
Yet, she was diminishing the passionate hearths and proud blazes with her embrace.
She was patient, as she carved canyons and rocks over the course of millions of years.
She sang
the lullaby of life as she cradled fishes in her bosom
and boats on her palms.


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